Luyện nghe bài hát S On My Chest

That be that money piece cold restin' the dead

I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money cold restin' the dead

It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga
It's stunna shadin', nigga then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead

Reporting from kinda star
Holly, CO sem kinda far
Ridin' through the in a tonka toy
I got old money, coulda bought a

Only ride Chevy, never drive a
And my Coupe doors open like plaza
Yep, red thick women, adore
I'm a hoe, you know I'm a whore

Yep, cash money, cash money, monsta
bitch, even a cop's a boy
When you say you want then I got ya, boy
I'll just let the Big Mac ya, boy

See my dreads like a, like a rasta boy
But with my rasta in I'll turn into boy
We run up in ya casa, boy and off like NASA boy

I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece restin' the dead

It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga
Cash money, money
I walk around I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece restin' the dead

Cash money is army, nigga, know its gravy
If you fuck with youngin', if you ever fuck with baby
Shit gon' be crazy, doin' it like the 80's
Buncha young niggas poppin' off and sprayin'

Up in the early we for the sunshine
Got to get my bling goin', reach for my 9
Kiss momma 'cuz we goin' out and mines
nigga in line 17 on the grind

Shoe first, not seein' mines
Big purses, million dollar
5 drops, OG the last big
Lord to the game, till it's my time

Like father, like son, this time
Junior got the fame and the mastermind
200 on the dash, nigga, me mash
doughnuts in my hood, gettin' paper bags

I walk around I got a S on my chest
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk like I got a S on my chest
be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead

That be that cash money, money
Be that money, c-c-cash money
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead a nigga dead

Livin' is red, that's how we it
A uptown senior be blood I'm dead
what I said, I put some change in yah head
If you ever line, nigga nuttin', but bread

50 from high, nigga, we won't stop
From puttin' candy on the slabs, stirrin' the pots
Put the hammer on the jam, nigga, pull it and him
Put the rubber on the bands, stackin' his knots

Bitch, boss, bitch, I'ma boss
And me like my father on a cross
And carry 19, I shall over a
got that game on lock like a vault

Weezy baby, kyan pepper, no
Windows down on the hulk in the winter, your fault
I don't on the track, I pull forward
I got that S on my that I'm supposed to follow

I around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I around like I got a S on my chest
be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead

That be that money, c-c-cash money
be that cash money, c-c-cash money
I around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold the dead